BLEEDING

OUCH

Two weeks later, things were strained between Damian and Susan. He tried to talk to her severally but she just ignored him.

She climbed out of bed and walked into the bathroom to wash up when she noticed a note lying on the floor.

Damian mostly left post its on different places of her room but she was never interested in reading them.

Her curiosity got the better of her. She picked it up and the letter read:

' Get rid of Beattle and take care of her corpse. '

Susan clenched the paper, crumbling it as she sank to the floor in silent tears.

She dragged herself to her bed as she finally broke out into muffled sobs knowing that she had been living with a drug baron and murderer.

A liar!

He used his good deeds to cover up his terrible motives. She felt like a fool as she sank onto her bed.

Susan decided to keep silent, she wasn't going to be a fool but things didn't turn out the way she expected.

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A few weeks after her birthday, Damian finally allowed his daughter to go to an actual school.

Breakfast had been hectic with the atmosphere tense as Damian tried to convey a hidden message to her but she ignored him.

He tried to make eye contact as he usually did but she seemed not to respond. He cleared his throat. Susan was forced to look up.

"I see that you are having a good time alone."

"At least not with you in my life."

"What?"

"Nothing." The reply came muffled.

Damian stretched his hand to ruffle her hair but she dodged his touch. He looked at her sadly and continued eating.

After breakfast, Susan made for the door, happy to get away from home for the first time.

She felt a hand pull her to a dark corner and lips touching hers, it was soft and devoid of any lust, it carried a lot of messages it wanted to pass on and in a moment, it pulled away and a heavy and raspy breathing was fanning her face.

" I'm sorry for everything and I wish you luck."

Susan walked away, ignoring the voice.

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